[Verse 1]
I think about you when I'm supposed to be concentrating
Daydreaming isn’t the best use of my time
Feels like the hole in my chest is filled when I think about you
Probably why I think about you a whole lot, lot

[Chorus]
I don't think we're compatible
Just that my brain is being dumb
Most of the time
If I could choose who I love
I’d probably choose someone who I
Actually like

[Verse 2]
Think I'm listening to too much Pinkerton
That's all I seem to do this time of the year
Drown in my own sorrows
Be a little bit empathetic, maybe
Blame it on the weather, I'll bе just fine

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 3]
I don't know what I'm feeling
But it scares the shit out of mе
Do you know how it feels to screw-top
Something that's this far from bursting?
Wish I could sort myself out
Like I organise my folders
Hopefully i'll have my shit sorted out
By the time I get older